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For a second, a bead of sweat ran down the side of Cell's face. “What speed!” He thought. “He might even be faster than instant transmission! Is that even possible?!” But then, after a moment of thinking, he laughed and got into a fighting stance; his left foot behind his right, his body angled slightly, fists raised. “Not bad for a heap of scrap, but allow me to show you what true perfection looks like before I send you to the trash compactor!”
FIGHT!
Metal Sonic vs Perfect Cell!
The ultimate creation of Dr. Eggman and the perfect bio-android.
I'm Jaegerbomb, and today we're going to analyse their weapons, armour, and skills to figure who would win...
A DEATH BATTLE!
